No starlight, surprise
No insight, with these eyes
I hear you calling, but I'm looking for a body to be mine
Instead of living in this metal formed
Plastic covered shell all my life
I'm digital, compute
I'm analytical, and absolute
I hear ya calling, but I'm looking for a body to be mine
Instead of living in this metal formed
Plastic covered shell all my life
You can feel it, I wanna learn to feel it myself
Cause I know you listen, to anything I can tell
While I'm living in this skeleton
A metal formed plastic covered shell.
I been once bought, twice sold
I don't get sick, or grow old
I hear ya calling, but I'm looking for a body to be mine
Instead of living in this metal formed
Plastic covered shell all my life
Great, wild post-punk from this Chicago duo who wrap bent-wire guitars around lockstep rhythms and wry, sarcastic vocals. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 24, 2021
The Black Lips return with a record that draws heavily on country music, spiking it with their time-tested irreverence. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 7, 2019